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my swimming lesson

... even more difficult to stroke. As I felt myself heavier, I found the trainer coming to my aid with both her hands. Infact looks like trainer had decided to take my body completely in her hands. She shifted her position, came closer to my body and supported my torso with her left hand while her right hand continued holding on to the belly. Now I lay suspended in both her hands. She held me in open arms, supporting me from the bottom with her hands, and supporting me with her body on the side. Infact in this position her body was in tight embrace to my stretched out under arm and body. Infact it is her boobs which got tightly squeezed to my under arm. Her pressurising boobs against my hands in the backdrop of her wet rubberized suit was hair raising, and dick raising for me. Her hard nipple which was very much visible on the swim suit was making its dent on my underarm as well as heart. I went limb for a second forgetting to paddle with my legs. My toes touched the floor of the pool. Even then she held on to me. She leaned closer to my ear and whispered. You cant get exhausted so early. You should not let me down. You have to show your stamina to me. Her words gave renewed energy in me. I started kicking again with my legs and I slowly began floating again. Though I was putting my energy into the kicking, I was doing it mechanically. My mind was on the big boobs that are thrusting against my body. I was not able to concentrate in anything else. But the after effect of it was ...

... unexpected. To my annoyance the effect of all this is very much visible on my dick. My semi hard cock has grown hard and is pushing against the waist line of my swimming trousers. For the first time I blamed myself for keeping my cock in the upright position inside the trousers. But I was going to have more reasons to blame than this. Her hands on my belly had butterfly effect on my belly. And it strained my cock further threatening to come out of the waist line. As I moved around kicking with my legs, my belly rolled in her hand. Her soft, but warm hand moved all around my belly button and even further down. Her other hand on my torso rubbed on to my nipples. The heat of all this made my cock rock hard. And to my surprise and anguish my cock broke the barriers of my swim suit waist line. My cock which was pushing against the waist line of my trousers all the time, managed to squiggle in an opening through which it was trying to thrust its head out. I was alarmed by this development. If my trainer finds this out, I will be ashamed. Though she wont see it , it is her hand which is looming close on my abdomen which is worrying me. And my worries where not misplaced. Infact when I kicked my legs in the pool, my body rolled all over her palm. And her palm was looming closer to lover abdomen under the navel. And this thought of being exposed, and the close proximity of her hands pushed my cock to venture new heights. If my cock had just breached the seams of my swim suit waist line ...